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It
was
around
this
time
that
a
young
man
named
Norio
Suzuki
first
heard
of
Onoda
.
Suzuki
was
an
adventurer
,
an
explorer
,
and
a
bit
of
a
hippie
.
Born
after
the
war
ended
,
he
had
dropped
out
of
school
and
spent
four
years
hitchhiking
his
way
across
Asia
,
the
Middle
East
,
and
Africa
,
sleeping
on
park
benches
,
in
stranger
’
s
cars
,
in
jail
cells
,
and
under
the
stars
.
He
volunteered
on
farms
for
food
,
and
donated
blood
to
pay
for
places
to
stay
.
He
was
a
free
spirit
,
and
perhaps
a
little
bit
nuts
.
In
1972
,
Suzuki
needed
another
adventure
.
He
had
returned
to
Japan
after
his
travels
and
found
the
strict
cultural
norms
and
social
hierarchy
to
be
stifling
.
He
hated
school
.
He
couldn
’
t
hold
down
a
job
.
He
wanted
to
be
back
on
the
road
,
back
on
his
own
again
.
For
Suzuki
,
the
legend
of
Hiroo
Onoda
came
as
the
answer
to
his
problems
.
It
was
a
new
and
worthy
adventure
for
him
to
pursue
.
Suzuki
believed
that
he
would
be
the
one
who
would
find
Onoda
.
Sure
,
search
parties
conducted
by
the
Japanese
,
Philippine
,
and
American
governments
had
not
been
able
to
find
Onoda
;
local
police
forces
had
been
scavenging
the
jungle
for
almost
thirty
years
with
no
luck
;
thousands
of
leaflets
had
met
with
no
response
—
but
fuck
it
,
this
deadbeat
,
college
-
dropout
hippie
was
going
to
be
the
one
to
find
him
.
Unarmed
and
untrained
for
any
sort
of
reconnaissance
or
tactical
warfare
,
Suzuki
traveled
to
Lubang
and
began
wandering
around
the
jungle
all
by
himself
.
His
strategy
:
scream
Onoda
’
s
name
really
loudly
and
tell
him
that
the
emperor
was
worried
about
him
.
He
found
Onoda
in
four
days
.
Suzuki
stayed
with
Onoda
in
the
jungle
for
some
time
.
Onoda
had
been
alone
by
that
point
for
over
a
year
,
and
once
found
by
Suzuki
he
welcomed
the
companionship
and
was
desperate
to
learn
what
had
been
happening
in
the
outside
world
from
a
Japanese
source
he
could
trust
.
The
two
men
became
sorta
-
kinda
friends
.
Suzuki
asked
Onoda
why
he
had
stayed
and
continued
to
fight
.
Onoda
said
it
was
simple
:
he
had
been
given
the
order
to
“
never
surrender
,
”
so
he
stayed
.
For
nearly
thirty
years
he
had
simply
been
following
an
order
.
Onoda
then
asked
Suzuki
why
a
“
hippie
boy
”
like
himself
came
looking
for
him
.
Suzuki
said
that
he
’
d
left
Japan
in
search
of
three
things
:
“
Lieutenant
Onoda
,
a
panda
bear
,
and
the
Abominable
Snowman
,
in
that
order
.
”
The
two
men
had
been
brought
together
under
the
most
curious
of
circumstances
:
two
well
-
intentioned
adventurers
chasing
false
visions
of
glory
,
like
a
real
-
life
Japanese
Don
Quixote
and
Sancho
Panza
,
stuck
together
in
the
damp
recesses
of
a
Philippine
jungle
,
both
imagining
themselves
heroes
,
despite
both
being
alone
with
nothing
,
doing
nothing
.
Onoda
had
already
by
then
given
up
most
of
his
life
to
a
phantom
war
.
Suzuki
would
give
his
up
too
.
Having
already
found
Hiroo
Onoda
and
the
panda
bear
,
he
would
die
a
few
years
later
in
the
Himalayas
,
still
in
search
of
the
Abominable
Snowman
.
Humans
often
choose
to
dedicate
large
portions
of
their
lives
to
seemingly
useless
or
destructive
causes
.
On
the
surface
,
these
causes
make
no
sense
.
It
’
s
hard
to
imagine
how
Onoda
could
have
been
happy
on
that
island
for
those
thirty
years
—
living
off
insects
and
rodents
,
sleeping
in
the
dirt
,
murdering
civilians
decade
after
decade
.
Or
why
Suzuki
trekked
off
to
his
own
death
,
with
no
money
,
no
companions
,
and
no
purpose
other
than
to
chase
an
imaginary
Yeti
.
